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Outside the yard.

As soon as Tong Yonghong and Tong Zaiqing came out, they saw the Taoist priest Changhe who came back from not far away, and the two immediately ran away. They dared to come in just now, but someone was watching them nearby, telling them that the old Taoist priest of Changhe had left, so they dared to go in. One of the reasons why the two of them didn't dare to continue to attack Wang Cheng just now was because they were afraid that after delaying time, Daoist Changhe came back.

It's a pity that it's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided after all.

As soon as they went out, the Changhe Taoist priest suddenly returned.

Seeing Tong Jia's two people, Daoist Changhe's anger also exploded without warning.

"Tong Yonghong, do you still dare to come to my apprentice?

Changhe shouted angrily, his breath exploded, and his body instantly rushed towards the two of them.

Tong Yonghong's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted to his nephew Tong Zaiqing: "Run!" After speaking, he directly exerted force with his feet, turned around and ran in the direction of the gate.

Tong Zaiqing's face also instantly showed a hint of panic, and he hurriedly stepped forward to keep up with his uncle's pace.

The two of them really fled when they heard the news, and they didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest.

The Taoist priest of Changhe didn't really have to leave the two of them behind, but he came to the door in two steps, and instantly shortened half the distance between the two of them. Then he suddenly stood still, his fist roared, a muffled thunder sounded out of thin air, and a move of Tiangang fist burst out.

Rumble......

Mighty as a thunderbolt falling.

A gang qi instantly roared out from the fist of the Changhe Taoist priest, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with Tong Zaiqing, who ran out, and hit him firmly in the back with a bang. Hit it straight out and fly it out. Then it hit Tong Yonghong in front of him again. Under the outbreak of gangqi. Spit out a mouthful of blood while beating the two of them, and you can hear the crisp sound of bones shattering, and they roll out more than ten meters away before stopping.

However, after the two wolves stopped on the ground, they didn't dare to stop at all, they didn't dare to turn their heads back, endured the stinging pain all over their bodies, got up and ran.

The Taoist priest of Changhe did not continue to catch up. After all, it was impossible to kill the two of them, so he just stood at the door and watched the two of them run out of the house.

Wang Cheng ran out as fast as he could, and he happened to see this scene, seeing Tong Yonghong and Tong Zaiqing, the two uncles and nephews, who were like sheep seeing tigers, and the fear of wolves, which was completely different from the arrogance and strength that he faced before, and he couldn't help but have a smile on his face. However, he also thought in his heart at this time, it seems that there must have been a grudge between Wu Shengshan and Tong Jia's clan.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the master to meet the people of Tong Jia's family. That's how angry it looks.

Taking two steps forward, Wang Cheng stood behind the master. He said slightly respectfully, "Master, they are here to ask me to treat their family elders." ”

The Changhe Taoist priest's breathing calmed down, but his face was still slightly red, it can be seen that the emotions have not completely calmed down, his eyes are unusually solemn, he turned around his hands behind his back, and his steps were also unusually heavy and walked inside, but his tone asked lightly: "You agreed?"

Wang Cheng kept up with the pace, shook his head and said, "No." ”

The Changhe Taoist snorted coldly and said, "Wusheng Mountain does not interact with the banner people, remember this rule." ”

"Yes, the disciple has always kept it in mind!"

Wang Cheng sternly agreed.

Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, and Zhang Shaoyun all ran out in a hurry, and saw that Daoist Changhe and Wang Cheng both walked in quietly, and the three of them hurriedly stopped, and saw that Daoist Changhe was full of stern faces, everyone didn't dare to speak, but quietly followed behind and walked in together.

Entering the room, the three of them left in a funny way, leaving only Wang Cheng and Changhe Taoist Master and apprentice inside.

The atmosphere in the room became very oppressive.

Wang Cheng didn't speak, just stood behind his master Changhe Daoist, silently reciting the Daomen Huangting in his heart, his eyes were a little hollow, like a pool of stagnant water.

The Taoist priest of Changhe stood there with his hands behind his back, his figure was as tall as a mountain, he looked up at the roof, and he didn't speak, and between the breath of breath and breath, the airflow in the room was extremely active, and there was a breeze circulating around.

Syllable!

Suddenly, Daoist Changhe waved his hand, stretched out his palm, and pressed it in the void, and a stream of air rushed out, hitting the roof, and suddenly made a crisp sound, and then a very small thing fell from above.

Boom......

It was the corpse of a killed fly, which fell from the beam of the house and fell to the ground, which was supposed to be a very slight sound, a sound that ordinary people could not hear. But in Wang Cheng's ears, it was as loud as a drumstick, and the corpse of the fly flicked twice on the ground, and Wang Cheng could hear each bounce clearly.

"Master......"

Wang Cheng was shocked in his heart and shouted in a low voice.

He knew that this feeling was not that his hearing had become so unrebellious, but that the master Changhe Daoist had used the powerful control technique in the Tiangang Fist Technique, and attached some force to the body of the fly, and this force would explode when it touched the object, so when the fly hit the ground, there would be such a sound.

Such a method can really be described as unpredictable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairy method.

Everyone knows that force is invisible and intangible, and it needs to interact with each other to be powerful, and force cannot be stored out of thin air, and it needs the movement of a dynamic object to be stored in order to be powerful. But at this time, the old Taoist priest of Changhe actually attached his strength to other objects and stored it alone, and it would only explode when it was touched.

Wang Cheng couldn't even think of such a force technique, and it had violated the theoretical basis of mechanics in physics.

Daoist Changhe turned to look at Wang Cheng, his eyes had regained calm, and he didn't have the irritability and murderous intent that he had just seen Tong Jia's two people, and said lightly: "Tong Jia's two people actually begged to come to my Martial Saint Mountain's head, then it seems that they are also desperate now, and the old ghost of Tong Jia's family deserves to die." Are they using the lost martial arts of my Martial Saint Mountain as an excuse to blackmail you?"

Wang Cheng nodded and admitted: "Yes, he said that during the Qianlong period, the martial arts of Wusheng Mountain was plundered by the holy decree of Emperor Qianlong at that time, because Qianlong asked to become a royal master, so the inheritance of Wusheng Mountain was broken. ”

The Changhe Taoist priest clenched his fists together. Two steps back and forth. There was murderous intent in his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "Yes, more than two hundred years ago, Qianlong issued a holy decree to all martial arts schools in the world to hand over martial arts to become royal masters, which was a catastrophe for the martial arts world at that time. I handed in a boxing method on Wusheng Mountain, Shaolin was forced to hand in two boxing methods, and Wudang Mountain also handed in a boxing method......"

Although Wang Cheng already knew about this, when he heard the master say it at this time, he still felt a wave of anger in his heart.

"At that time, my ancestor was still very young. I saw with my own eyes that the master of Tong Jia's clan went to Wusheng Mountain to search for boxing books, and took away a lot of cultural relics and classics inherited from the previous year. Therefore, Emperor Qianlong was extremely hateful at that time, but Tong Jia's clan was also an out-and-out bandit! If it weren't for the foundation of Wusheng Mountain at that time, Tong Jia's clan would have been wiped out by my ancestor of Wusheng Mountain. ”

The anger in the eyes of the Changhe Daoist burned again, and his voice trembled and said: "And this fist technique that I lost in my Martial Saint Mountain, when I was a child, I heard the master say it. This fist technique that was snatched away is the real supreme secret method of Wusheng Mountain, but it is too profound, since the first generation of ancestors. No one can do it, and it has been sitting idle. ”

"Emperor Qianlong ordered a martial arts. At that time, the ancestor master of my Martial Saint Mountain gave out this supreme boxing method that no one had practiced, even if it was a bad deal, it would not let me have a fault in the martial arts of Martial Saint Mountain, and at the same time, it would not allow the banner people to practice my Martial Saint Mountain Fist to do evil. ”

The Taoist priest of Changhe simply said this.

Wang Cheng's face was calm, because he had roughly guessed the facts, and now listening to the master, his heart was really like this.

Qianlong was the lord of the Chinese world at that time, gathering many masters of the Great Interior, plus some Daomen Dandao everyone could not understand the essence of it, it can be seen that the profound Cheng dù of this boxing method definitely exceeds the ordinary martial arts, at least above the Tiangang boxing method.

So Wang Cheng just thought that it was a supreme boxing method that could be compared with Zhou Tian's boxing method, but at this time, he heard the master say it, but he didn't expect that this boxing method was still above Zhou Tian's boxing method, because it was too profound, so except for the first generation of ancestors, no one has practiced it so far!

In this way, the foundation of martial arts in Wusheng Mountain can be called terrifying, and it is definitely above the King Kong Sect, the master of the monk Mingde.

Wang Cheng suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked curiously, "Master, what is the name of this fist technique that has been lost in my Martial Saint Mountain?"

Daoist Changhe suppressed the anger rising in his heart, glanced at Wang Cheng deeply, and then picked up the Huangting Neijing Sutra that Wang Cheng had just read on the table and handed it to him, and said, "According to what my master said, this boxing technique is called Huangting Shenglong. At that time, there were classics recorded, my ancestor saw it, according to records, this boxing method was passed on from the ancestor of the Daomen, not my martial saint mountain, but the ancestor of the entire Daomen, and the Huangting Inner Jingjing belongs to the same origin, but it is more advanced than the Huangting Inner Jingjing, and it can also burst out with unfathomable power. ”

Huang Ting, Shenglong, and Huang Ting's inner jingjing have the same origin?

Wang Cheng's heart shook again, and he tightly held the Huangting Neijing Sutra in his hand, this scripture can be said to be the general outline of the martial arts of the Daomen in the past dynasties, and the Daomen martial arts of the same origin are indeed extremely profound.

He thought a lot in his heart for a moment, thinking of the word "Ascending Dragon" and the True Dragon Fist method he practiced, and asked, "But the Dragon Fist?"

Changhe shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, sighed softly, and said, "The information on this Huang Ting Shenglong Fist is no longer available, and no one has practiced it for two thousand years, so there are few records in the previous classics. In the period of Emperor Qianlong, he ordered that all the classics about this scripture in Wusheng Mountain be destroyed. Only my Martial Arts Mountain Martial Arts Secret Treasure is still preserved, but the Martial Arts Secret Vault must come step by step, if you can't practice the Zhou Tian Secret Method, then you can't see this Huang Ting Shenglong Fist Method! I can only say that the Tiangang Fist Method is just an introduction to it so far, maybe I won't even see the Zhou Tian Fist Method in my life!"

Speaking of this, the old Taoist priest of Changhe was full of regret.

Wang Cheng frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with a halo, one of the reasons why he didn't trade with the other party just now was that he knew that Wusheng Mountain had a secret collection of martial arts, as long as it was Wusheng Mountain's martial arts, it was impossible to really break the inheritance, it was just to see if the person who practiced martial arts could practice to that realm.

However, he still said in a low voice: "Master, after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, why didn't my Martial Saint Mountain recover this boxing technique?"

Daoist Changhe smiled, glanced at Wang Cheng, and asked solemnly: "Wang Cheng, although my Martial Saint Mountain has been inherited for two thousand years, among the major martial arts schools in the land of China, it can be said to have the longest history and the most profound heritage. However, do you know that the martial arts background of the Aixinjue Luo clan is deeper than that of our Martial Saint Mountain?"

Wang Cheng's eyes widened, obviously not convinced, but then Emperor Qianlong collected the world's martial arts, and he was a little relieved.

Taoist Changhe continued: "In the land of China in all dynasties, the royal family must be the most powerful and the most profound, but every time there is a change of dynasty, the royal family will not have a good end. However, the Qing Dynasty was the last dynasty, so when the dynasty fell, the royal blood and family heritage were preserved. And Aixinjue Luo also produced a Qianlong Emperor who was keen on learning martial arts, for which he collected martial arts all over the world, although the collected martial arts were incomplete and unsystematic, but there were always some people who would offer profound unique learning for the sake of glory and wealth. ”

"Back then, my master Xuanding Daoist was defeated by only one person in the thirty years after he learned martial arts, do you know who this person is?"

Wang Cheng looked very shocked, although he had already guessed it in his heart, he still shook his head gently. For the first time, he heard these secrets that ordinary people could not imagine, as if he had discovered another side of the world for the first time.

Changhe looked distant, looked out the window, and said in a deep voice: "It's the master of the Aixin Jueluo family, this supreme master and my master fought for a whole day and a night, and in the end, both of them almost ran out of qi and blood, and the result was that my master Xuanding Dao Chang lost a move." It is also because of that battle that my master injured the blood and qi fundamentally, so he died early, and at the same time, because of this, he will go to Wudang Mountain, and beat Wudang Mountain with the strength of one person without fighting back, so that Wudang Mountain will be closed for a hundred years, so as to protect Wusheng Mountain from being violated by Wudang for a hundred years. ”

"Otherwise, my master Xuanding Dao Chang was a master of the Tiangang Fist Method, and his qi and blood were so strong that he couldn't imagine that his lifespan would be at least one hundred and fifty years, and when the time came, he would comprehend Zhou Tian's secret method, and he could truly become invincible in the world, and it was not impossible to destroy the Aixinjue Luo clan......!

Wang Cheng's heart was stirred, and many doubts about Wusheng Mountain, about the ancestral master, and about the land of China in his heart were solved.

At the same time, he also felt a huge pressure - Aixinjue Roche is so strong?

And now?

He looked at Master Changhe and asked sternly, "Master, what about now? Where is Aixinjue Luo now?"

The eyes of the Changhe Taoist immediately bloomed. (To be continued......)